8 - I want to be with You

"How is she, Uncle?" Serena tried to contact the other contacts in her message room.

Her feet kept stomping the floor every time she walked towards the terrace barrier, searching among the crowds of the pool, then quiet again at the change in Maureen's cell phone screen.

"Oh, My! Aunt Aya keeps calling me again. What do you think, Uncle?"

Serena's thin voice tends to get rowdy, disrupting Darren's concentration on checking the suitability of the hotel facilities he had passed through with the typing of the report.

[Why must connect with Ririn again?]

The name hasn't changed since Darren carried the baby version of Maureen. It's not hard to remember.

Disappointed, yes. Maureen seemed to be taking an increasingly distant path from him, heard from his grandfather's complaints every time we met.

Parties and parties, not to mention unfortunate expenses.

Though for Darren himself, Maureen's consumptive level is still reasonable compared to his wife. All have the same basis, attracting the e